entrancelogs | I play my part, and you play your game [OPEN]

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I play my part, and you play your game [OPEN]

Who: Mirror!Poland and OPEN
Where All around the real side of the mansion
When: July 18th
Rating: Rated R+ for M!Pol. I think we all know why. Specific warnings for sexual content, non-con, violence, bondage, dubcon, and M!Pol being a big enough bitch to make Nai cry on purpose. ~~Did I miss any?~~
Summary: On Her Majesty's orders, Mirror Poland crosses over to the real side in order to send Poland to the mirror side. And while he's here, he's got permission to enjoy himself...
the Story:

He'd waited for this day. Patiently, eager though he was to see his other suffer, he'd bided his time... Now, finally, Her Majesty had a task for him, and Mirror Poland didn't intend to disappoint her. She was his highest master, after all, more important even than Mirror Lithuania; he owed her nothing less than utter obedience. And in her graciousness, she had been kind to him--permission to play with her little toys on the other side! He could never have asked for better.

The sensation of crossing the mirror was new to him, and he was keenly aware of it, savoring it. After all the months of watching Poland's room, it was peculiar to actually be standing in it, but of course, that was an irrational thought. It wasn't unlike his and Mirror Lithuania's room. Not really, not so far as the eye could see... He glanced around, to be certain that Lithuania hadn't been awake to witness the switch; he lay in the bed, beside the still-warm pile of blankets that had been covering Poland. Perfect.

It was tempting to climb into that abandoned spot, to show Lithuania then and there what he was missing by choosing a flighty little prude like his other. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it--the rest of the mansion first, and then Lithuania, with false tears about how terribly the mirrors had treated him.

However much time the Queen wanted, Mirror Poland was sure he could find rewarding ways to fill it. Dressing in one of Poland's dresses, he slipped silently out of the room and began to prowl the mansion, poking his head into the common rooms and occasionally seeking out Poland's friends. There was no sense in wasting time now, of all times--he had a whole new mansion full of toys, and only a few days to play with them before Her Majesty called him back.

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Taking a sip from his glass, Poland made a face. "Mine like, tastes funny. Liet, you should totally trade with me!"

"But-" it is exactly the same, he wanted to finish the sentence, but this was Poland. Reasoning wouldn't work on him. Suppressing a sigh, he traded glasses with the other boy and took a sip from the blond's drink. "...it tastes the same to me."

Well, it would. After all, Mirror Poland wasn't so foolish as to slip Lithuania a drug that he could taste. Nonetheless, he held on to Lithuania's glass.

"For sure? Well, I like, want this one anyway, 'kays?"

"Sure." He laughed softly and reached over to ruffle Poland's hair, smoothing it down as soon as he had done so. The blond didn't like to not look perfectly handsome - well, probably "pretty" was a better word - after all. "Everything you want." He downed the rest of the beer, setting the cup aside.

It was surprising, but somehow, the mirror didn't have to tell himself to smile. He loved attention, approval, and even though it heightened his jealousy to know that his other half got all this affection without doing anything to deserve it, it felt... nice, to be on the receiving end of it. This Lithuania really was too kind...

"Cool." He took a long sip of his beer, hiding his displeasure at the taste.

...Strange. He started to feel a bit dizzy, beer shouldn't have an affect like that on him. He drank it too often for it to have that affect on him, he would have noticed at one point that it did that...

Maybe it was from the tiredness and worrying and stress in general that this place imposed on them. Still, he couldn't just fall asleep here. He had to watch over Poland. Make sure that he was well, that nobody would harm him while he was sleeping. "We should look after the ponies once this is over, and have a ride."

"Yeah, totally!" Stupid, filthy animals. He'd be just as glad to never see them again... "But let's just chill here a while, ok? Come on..."

Grabbing the nation's hand, he lay down and tried to pull him along.

And Lithuania let himself be pulled, because this was Poland and he would have it his way anyway, and because lying down didn't really seem to be a bad idea right now. He could get back up in a moment.

The mirror curled up at Lithuania's side, with a happy little hum. Deciding to test his boundaries a little, he leaned in and kissed at Lithuania's neck.

A shudder ran down Lithuania's spine at that, and he pulled away, looking at the mirror out of half lidded eyes. "Poland...?" It had felt really ...funny? The other nation usually kissed his cheeks, or forehead, or- o-or his lips. That too, yes.

Again, the mirror relied on Poland's oblivious innocence as an excuse, looking up at Lithuania with wide, questioning eyes. "Like, yeah?"

"...nothing." He smiled apologetically and closed his eyes. "I guess I'm tired, maybe I should sleep a bit."

"Mm... but I'm totally not ready to sleep. Stay up with me?"

His hand trailed down over Lithuania's stomach, towards his waist. Maybe that would get his attention focused back on him...

"Poland!" he squirmed and then opened his eyes, laughing at the other. "You know that I'm not ticklish there, don't even try it." Grinning, he sat up and reached out to tickle the mirrors sides. he knew that his partner was ticklish there.

That hadn't really been the mirror's intention, but he could make it work. Laughing and gasping, he reached over to seek out Lithuania's ticklish spots.

Good, everythig was back to normal. He felt safer now, like someone who had just reached the shore until walking over ice for miles and miles. Tickling battles were something that he had gotten quite good at over the last decades.

"Weren't you tired?"

"Yeah, but like, not sleepy tired, you know?"

Still tickling, he tried to get on top of Lithuania.

Lithuania let him. He was too exhausted to put up much of a fight. "What other tired is there?"

"Well, like, when you're tired, but you wanna do other stuff and not sleep!"

He settled down on top of the other boy, resting his head against his shoulder with his legs across his lap. Casually, as if he didn't know he was doing it, he shifted his hips against Lithuania's. "You know?"

That made Lithuania be wide awake again. He gasped shallowly and tried to get away from Poland and buck up against him at the same time, mind and body going into opposite directions. What was he doing? This was wrong, this made no sense, why would he- he never reacted to Poland that way, not when he was awake at least.

"I don't know, Poland, but... Could I get up? I really need to use the bathroom."

He didn't move, except to wrap his arms around Lithuania.

"I like, don't want you to go."

"B-but Poland, I really need to use the bathroom." Why was he this flustered? he shouldn't be this flustered it was Poland, Poland had hugged him many times before like this.

Mirror Poland sat up, moving his hips against Lithuania's again as he did. "But... I totally don't wanna be alone, Liet. It was so scary being alone..."

"...Scary?" This was strange. Poland didn't talk that wa-

Lithuania gasped, biting his lip to not let Poland here him. This position was already embarrassing enough the way they were now. This was wrong wrong wrong his body shouldn't behave this way he shouldn't let it touch Poland kiss him he shouldn't think this way

The nation closed his eyes, trying to black out everything. Something was wrong, horribly wrong, but he was unable to really figure out just what it was, and thinking was so hard over how hot he felt right now.

Edited 2010-08-03 22:22 (UTC)

The blond, pleased with the reaction he was getting, ran his fingers through Lithuania's hair, caressing his scalp slowly. "Yeah, totally. So like, stay with me, okay?

Leaning down close again, he pressed his lips softly against the other boy's.

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